I have spent the day not sending text messages.
Checking messengers, mobile and all other devices constantly but resisting the urge to pursue redemption. Today has been contact-free.
Tomorrow, I know I will break my silence with a one or two-line text message. I have no idea what I will say, and I will do my best to bury the words that welled up earlier. I will not sell my soul completely.
I feel I have done rather well, considering the fact that I still have nasty butterflies over the whole situation.
I hope he comes around soon, there is only so much I can take of this sort of thing.
